A while back, someone sent me a little four-song EP by Father Murphy called No Room For The Weak. Father Murphy’s style of post-rock is hypnotic and orchestral, and it borders on folk much like that of Thee Silver Mt. Zion. But it’s more abrasive with hints of outlandishness; it’s eerie and near psychotic at times. That’s why it’s been sitting dormant for a month or two — I needed to get in the right frame of mind to play it.

Showtime’s Dexter gives us an interesting foray into one serial killer’s mind. It’s something you’d expect from a station like Showtime, whose original series lineup is pretty impressive to begin. But it’s not something you’d necessarily expect in a music video. Watching “So Now You Have To Choose Between My Two (Black) Lungs” by Father Murphy, I cannot help but picture the destructive figure as a madman in the making.